It's very unbearable the sorrow, <br />When you think of the day, <br />That you have to leave the Inn. <br />On the way when I meet my old friends, <br />I feel like in my class room of the old school. <br />She sings a lullaby to her grand daughter. <br />I lost her on my journey. <br />When she smiles from the balcony, <br />It seems like an invitation to a new life? <br />Oh! This is a miracle. <br />The body decays gradually and the passion becomes young?<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sunset-17/
